December 16, 2010
Custom User Avatar
More by this author
What you get is called an ace,
When the ball was served and fell before your face.
Your coach got mad, boy, was the other team glad!
Then your team complained the referee was bad.
A spike is what you get,
When the ball was hit over the net.
The libero is who you call,
The odd one diving to save the ball.
Everyone gives the second ball to the setter,
Not the first, not the third, second is better.
Volleyball is really neat.
It'll keep you at the edge of your seat.
This poem was written to show my love for the game;
I'm sorry if you thought it was rather lame.

Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

Site Feedback